Most accomodating nephew
It goes without saying that Father belonged to every lodge and society in town. With all his twelve or fifteen hours of work a day, our family finances were never a nickel ahead.And yet, in all the years, I can remember my mother protesting only once.From eleven-thirty until two o’clock I spent in a bitter ordeal of self-examination. “More than half of your life has already been spent. For weeks I had to school myself in the hard business of saying “No.” But five years have made the cure almost complete. ” Why is it that everybody imposes upon the hapless proprietor of a drug store?
We were waiting for Father to come home from the store, and Mother had been thrilling us with plans for the journey we were going to take to my grandmother’s farm in Iowa — the only vacation trip we had ever dared to plan.But there is absolutely nothing that people will not ask and expect a druggist to do.My father had a competitor across the street and one block down.Yet he managed to own a house and have all the other comforts that we yearned for but never enjoyed.It was not until long afterward that I understood the whole truth of the matter.